From Kamala Chaand Dance Company, Inc.:
“Friends, we are so sad to inform students and our fan base that sometime after last Thursday (June 11, 2015), our studio experienced a robbery by someone with a key to the studio.

Missing from our office that was rifled through is our bank bag containing a month of tuition and troupe fees in mostly cash as well as checks.

We are simply distraught that this could happen to us. Small businesses of every kind cannot suffer this kind of loss well.

We are working with St. Paul police and our landlord to try to solve this troubling event.

Thanks for your thoughts and well wishes right now. We are also going to set up a gofundme to accept donations to help recover some of our loss.”

We’re pretty upset about this. We only moved into the studio in February, and are starting…

Today I went to a tattoo artist, and for $60 I let a man with a giant Jesus-tattoo on his head ink a semi-colon onto my wrist where it will stay until the day I die. By now, enough people have started asking questions that it made sense for me to start talking, and talking about things that aren’t particularly easy.

We’ll start here: a semi-colon is a place in a sentence where the author has the decision to stop with a period, but chooses not to. A semi-colon is a reminder to pause and then keep going.

In April I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety. By the beginning of May I was popping anti-depressents every morning with a breakfast I could barely stomach. In June, I had to leave a job I’d wanted since I first set foot on this campus as an incoming freshmen because of my mental…